Living With Diabetes

Well, Gestational Diabetes is certainly not fun. Carb counting is not fun. Pricking your finger 7 times a day is not fun. Worrying every time the blood sugar is high is not fun. Is it worth it for Zoe? OF COURSE! To tell you the truth, while living this restricted lifestyle is frustrating, it's not that hard. This last week I went to see the Diabetes Educator- who just answered any questions I had and gave me some basic instruction on what I could eat. Then I went to a Dietitian- who gave me my specific meal plan and increased my blood sugar testing to 7 times a day. Now that I have a plan...a way to actively prevent the bad side effects of this...I'm doing OK. I don't miss soda and chocolate that much...and doing it all for my little baby girl makes it so much easier. What's three months of restricted diet and pricking my finger for a lifetime with her?
I haven't really had a lot of time to post lately, so 29 weeks was skipped...sorry! Life has been crazy. It seems like everywhere we turn there's something else going on. Time is ticking on and it's not really that long until we'll have a new little person in our lives. Can I tell you something? As much as I've been wanting this and for all we went through to get here...I'm a little scared. I keep having dreams that I won't know what to do, or that we'll struggle financially, or that we won't be ready. I worry that I won't be a good enough mom, that I'll have to work too much, that her life will fly by as fast as this pregnancy and I'm going to miss so much of it at work. I worry about all that already and she's not even here yet! Did any of you moms feel this way? How did you make yourself feel better?
Anyway, I'll make sure to post again soon! Take care my friends...and pray for warm weather!

28 Weeks

Yes, I know. I skipped 27 weeks. For that I'm sorry. Life has been a slippery slope lately. Too much going on and I never seem to get my footing. Last week was my doctor's appointment/ glucose test (just the one-blood-sample test an hour after drinking the drink). The doctor's appointment went fine, everything looked normal. The drink didn't make me sick and they took my blood and I thought I was fine. Then, I got a call on Monday from the Nurse informing me that I'm slightly anemic and needed to start taking iron supplements alongside my prenatals. She also told me that my glucose levels from the test came in high and I needed to come in for another test. This test is the same except they have to take your blood every hour for three hours after you drink the drink and you have to stay in the lobby the whole time. So, not looking forward to the waiting, I showed up this morning. They pricked my finger to check my sugars before starting the test and they were already high. The lab called my doctor to see if he still wanted me to take the test- I guess it can really make you sick if your sugars are high before drinking the glucose drink. He said not to start the test and wanted me upstairs in his office. I went upstairs and the nurse gave me a pamphlet on Gestational Diabetes and a number to a Diabetes Educator so I could call and make an appointment.
Well friends, that's my predicament. It frightens me slightly because of the risks- none of which I feel like listing right now. Also, I'm going to have to basically change my whole diet. I've never been one to count carbs or calories and, admittedly, haven't been very good at regular exercise in the last few years. OF COURSE I will do everything I'm supposed to so I can keep myself and my baby healthy...but it still sucks. I'm sort of glad that I HAVE to exercise now because I've been wanting's just hard to find the time and the motivation. Anyway, I have an appointment on Friday with the Diabetes Educator...we'll see what they have to say. Has anyone out there had experience with Gestational Diabetes? If so, I'd love to hear your thoughts! two days later I am finally posting the promised picture taken today (April 11th). It's blurry again so either I need a new camera, or Love needs to learn how to work ours. (Sorry Love)